Spain - Germany

I am back in Vienna again - after flying to FFM on Tuesday evening and flying back yesterday. Wednesday evening we watched Germany - Turkey from our living room stadium. I really need to brainstorm on this idea of turning the living room into a stadium for such events by using the beamer and the TV and potentially my TFT. We are only missing one sofa and then there shouldn't be an issue. Well, we will see...

It was my mum's birthday yesterday so we will celebrate that with a fantastic BBQ today for lunch (well, there go my diet plans...) and I will most likely meet up with some people in the city tonight. Tomorrow I would like to spend some time at the beach, and by beach I mean the "Alte Donau" and then watch the game somewhere.

I just got another email from facebook with another personality hint. This time I feel that I will probably have to start inviting my friends more for dinner and also start making more public speeches:

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Your friends have voted on your strengths and weaknesses:

STRENGTHS:

most organized
best catch
most creative

WEAKNESSES:

best public speaker
best dinner companion



So, what else happened recently? It is very funny how people in different cultures have a different way of queuing up. I remember learning about queuing in my English class in Hungary. The first thing we learned was that it was not called queuing all around the world. Of course I don't really remember any more all that stuff so I had to look it up in Wikipedia:

The term "queue" is used more in British English, while the word "line" is used mostly in American English. Most of the United States "get in line," whereas New Yorkers tend to "get on line." Canadians use the term "line up." In the United Kingdom the expressions "form a queue" or "queue up" are most common.

The first queue related incident happened about two weeks ago when Estelle and I were shopping and we did the infamous "queue in two lines at the same time" cheat. Of course a guy behind Estelle felt totally offended by the concept and I couldn't be bothered to explain him that if he was standing behind one of us, he must have arrived after us at the counter so that he should have just shut his big mouth and let us pay first, but anyway. Maybe I learn karate or kickboxing and then go back with Estelle to repeat the experiment.

Then yesterday I noticed there were two cash machines at the airport and both were busy so I decided to form a single line in the middle. Of course the next 2-3 people who followed didn't get my idea and when I went to the next machine, the fight started on who was here first at the other machine and who was queuing properly and so on. People can be such fantastic guinea pigs ...